I, the Creator of Evil God!

Like an alchemy prop, [Dedication] was worn on Lu Yu's index finger, which looked a little evil, and only truly powerful monsters could feel it, this cold aura was not emitted by Lu Yu, but a ring.

It's still heading towards the old gods, although the explosion has indeed turned the Jedi Gobi Desert into a terrifying place, even if someone says that this is a sea of fire, or even a flaming mountain, some people will believe it.

However, even so, the ruins were not damaged in any way.

As for why, of course, it was because the Scorpion King Fiasso didn't have the courage to attack them at all, after all, as long as the monsters in the ruins dedicated their lives to their gods, they could gain a certain amount of power, and maybe there were really a few hidden eternal suns in them, but they had not been known for a long time.

This conjecture was not guessed by Lu Yu, it was the Scorpion King Fei Asuo, and it was because of this idea that it was finally unable to be arranged there, and the Scorpion King Fei Aso at that time did not have the possibility of death, and he was not in danger of his life.

So much so that now Lu Yu's search for this ruin has become extremely simple, as long as the place that has not been destroyed is where the ruins are, it is simply very easy.

On the other side, the entrance to the ruins.

A huge lizardman sat on a stone, tasted the spring water, closed his eyes, and sighed, "Doom...... At last it will come upon us, the star of God has dimmed, the omen of death is shining, and we are already at the end of our death. "

It muttered to itself, but not a single member of its kind listened to it, only laughed.

"Our Great Prophet has started again, and the countdown has been going on since ten days ago, what's the matter? The Death Omen Star is light again? The Death Omen Star is a light bulb, it's quite bright, you can see it in broad daylight. "

"Hahaha, so we are prophets, we are ordinary lizardmen, sooner or later we will become god's lizards, maybe we can use it for wine as gecko dry!"

"Come on, the death omen of our gods is shining every day, I'm afraid it's not frowning......"

"Oh yo ~ God is also good for this?"

"Who isn't?"

The young lizardman was unimpressed, and as always, he gaged, and there was no sense of imminent danger at all, and he could even tell some desert-colored jokes to relieve his inner irritability.

These words that are conducive to the physical and mental health of young people make them quickly relax, and there is a little excitement in their smiles, and they feel that they can try their ancestral crafts while imagining when they go back.

The old lizardman looked at the little guy with red eyes, and sighed: "You can not believe it, but before the patriarch comes back, this place will be under my control, let all the clansmen escape, and I will stop him here." "

"I said master, you old man should rest, the patriarch's order before leaving was: You can't let anyone come in, even if you use your life to resist, you have to wait until the day it comes back. Disdain was written on the young lizardman's face.

You can't blame them completely, other people's prophets can give some solutions, only their prophets are singing about decay every day, not only themselves, but also races and their gods, and the phrase "death omen twinkles" is often on the lips.

It's like a teacher who is full of "you are a waste and failed the exam", you can't scold, you can't beat and listen to ugly words, you can only use "gags" to resist one or two, although you know that it is useless.

But now they are not afraid, this matter is ordered by the patriarch first, just like the teaching director gave the order of "not to drag the hall", the students in the background of the "teaching director" are not afraid of this matter, can top a sentence is a sentence, first cool before talking.

The Prophet slammed his cane into the ground: "Ten seconds, only ten seconds, and after ten seconds, you can't run away!"

"Ten seconds? Didn't you just brag that you were going to block the death omen for us? You can't stop it for ten seconds? No, won't you?" mocked vigorously, as if there was no such shop in this village.

Tick...... Tick......

Water droplets fall on the ground, one drop at a time, like a stopwatch countdown, ten seconds, not too fast.

"It's over...... It's all over, and the branch of the lizardmen in the Jedi Gobi Desert will completely disappear from today. The Lizardmen Prophet glared at his red eyes with despair.

"Hey, didn't you say that the Death Omen Star was coming? Don't tell me it's still hanging in the sky, can you? Please, you're a prophet, just say a reliable word to die?"

Before the young lizardman could finish speaking, Zhong Tao, the prophet of the lizardman, pierced through the tip of the scythe, and there was no blood on it, as if it was just a phantom.

With a single hook, the soul of the Lizardman Prophet was hooked out, and the owner of the scythe finally appeared in front of the two Lizardmen.

It was a skeleton burning with crimson flames!

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